The Lord of Hell bowed down and saluted a mortal, with a pleading look on his face.
Who would believe this!
Meng Xiaojiu definitely didn't believe it.
But the scene in front of him did happen, which shocked Meng Xiaojiu. Is a mortal so defiant?
"Is it you? You actually came to Yama Hall?" Meng Xiaojiu was shocked and spoke.
Zhang Yifan smiled and said: "I saw it was interesting here, so I came in to take a look. What's the matter? We're open for business, can't we let people in?"
? ? ?
Open for business?
what kind of business?
When did Yama Luodian become a businessman?
Meng Xiaojiu was stunned, but King Qin Guang grasped one point. He suddenly realized that the people in front of him might not know that this was the Netherworld or the Hall of Hell! And treat this place as an ordinary city!
After all, people are coming and going on the street. Although they are ghosts, their appearance is the same as that of ordinary people in the world.
But thinking about it this way, King Qin Guang became even more numb!
The Lich Tribulation has occurred for countless years, and the Six Paths of Reincarnation were also established at that time.
And this man doesn't know?
I'll be a good boy!
What kind of antique does this man have to be?
Maybe it was a superpower that existed in the early days of the prehistoric continent after the creation of the world.
Maybe he is of the same generation as the saints.
It's just that this great power may have been in retreat and doesn't know what's happening in the ancient continent.
Well, yes, that must be the case!
Thinking of this, King Qin Guang breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Master Zhang, you are right. When we open the door for business, we naturally come in when we want. How can we not welcome guests?"
"Come here, serve tea to our distinguished guests!"
"Ah, Lao Qin, what are you..."
Before Meng Xiaojiu finished speaking, King Qin Guang immediately pulled Meng Xiaojiu aside.
The two people communicated in whispers.
"Xiaojiu, don't talk. There is an important task for you now. First, report this person's matter to Empress Pingxin. Second, take my token to heaven and report this matter. To the Jade Emperor. Go first."
With that said, King Qin Guang handed a piece of the King of Hell's Token to Meng Xiaojiu. He also changed the book of life and death to Yangshou and told Meng Xiaojiu about the spontaneous combustion, asking her to convey peace to Empress Houtu and the Jade Emperor.
Lying on grass!
Did the Book of Life and Death spontaneously combust?
Meng Xiaojiu's eyes widened and her throat went dry as she glanced at Zhang Yifan. Is this man so scary?
The saint's treasure was so frightened that it spontaneously combusted? !
But seeing King Qin Guang's serious and cautious expression, Meng Xiaojiu knew that this matter was true.
This is so fucking scary.
This man is too fierce.
So, Meng Xiaojiu turned around and left.
Then King Qin Guang went to greet Zhang Yifan with a smile.
Pingxin Empress Cave Mansion.
When Meng Xiaojiu arrived, the door of the cave was already wide open. In the main hall, a tall, charming woman with a face filled with the warmth of the spring breeze was sitting on a futon.
This person is none other than Hou Tu, the true saint Ping Xin, who is already waiting for Meng Xiaojiu.
"Empress!" Meng Xiaojiu saluted quickly.
"Well, Xiaojiu, why are there riots in the underworld?" Hou Tu asked.
The omens of great misfortune and good fortune are frightening.
She had deduced the secret, but it was vague. She just vaguely felt that something big was happening, and this big thing could affect her future.
Hou Tu was certainly shocked and puzzled that a saint could have such a reaction.
This woman who had been at home for millions of years finally opened her eyes and wanted to find out.
However, when it comes to various matters related to Zhang Yifan, the secrets are all hazy and no one can deduce and speculate.
Just kidding, how can the way of heaven deduce things at the level of the great road, let alone things that may be above the great road.
"Back to the Queen, the cause was a dead soul named Zhang Yifan from Fengxian County in the human world. He wanted to cross the Naihe Bridge without drinking Meng Po Soup. I stopped him and forced him to drink Meng Po Soup."
"However, he even drank three bowls of Mengpo soup without losing his memory. Mengpo soup has no effect."
"What?" Hou Tu, an authentic saint, was shocked. Is there such a thing in the ancient times?
Mengpo soup is a recipe that was born when Houtu evolved into the Six Paths of Reincarnation. All monsters, ghosts, and even gods will lose their memory as long as they drink Meng Po soup.
Daluo Jinxian and even quasi-sage cannot escape!
Now you say that a dead soul in the world can ignore Meng Po Tang?
Isn't this shocking?
"Yes, concubine!"
Meng Xiaojiu said in horror: "What's even more surprising is that he disliked my poor soup-making skills, so I asked him to make Meng Po soup. But I didn't expect that the Meng Po soup he made turned out to be... Let the lonely ghosts become immortals directly!"
"Ah!" Houtu jumped up in shock.
If drinking Meng Po soup doesn't help, forget it. Now you say that making Meng Po soup can turn ghosts into immortals?
What's happening here?
This is Meng Po Tang, not the Nine Transformations Golden Pill!
"Are you sure?" Houtu didn't believe it.
"It's absolutely true! Madam, this is the Meng Po soup made by Zhang Yifan. Check it out."
Meng Xiaojiu said, and with a burst of magic power, he took out the Meng Po soup cooked by Zhang Yifan from the storage magic weapon and placed it in front of Hou Tu.
Looking at the big pot of Meng Po soup, Saint Houtu's spiritual thoughts came out to find out.
Um?
The medicinal materials are correct!
The recipe is right too!
However, the properties of this medicine actually changed!
This Meng Po soup contains so much energy!
Houtu's breathing was a little short. The same medicinal materials and the same formula, why did this happen?
Unheard of!
Hou Tu himself had endured Meng Po Decoction before, but it had never been as effective as this elixir.
"Have you ever captured those two wild ghosts who became immortals after drinking Meng Po's soup?"
Hou Tu wanted to see what kind of immortal this wild ghost became after drinking Meng Po soup.
"The guard of Fengdu City captured the two of them. Your Majesty, please send a message to bring them here." Meng Xiaojiu said.
When the commotion broke out, General Jinxian led his men to capture the two wild ghosts who drank Meng Po Soup and became immortals, and restored order at Naihe Bridge.
So the saint from Houtu sent a message.
After a while, the ghost messenger brought two wild ghosts.
"You'll go down first."
Hou Tu pushed away the ghosts, and then the saint's eyes shone brightly, looking at the wild ghosts who had become immortals.
Immortal!
It’s a good thing to be a human being!
And this human immortal is not in the ordinary human immortal realm.
The two ghosts have reached the Great Perfection in the realm of human immortals, and will soon break through to the realm of earthly immortals.
The foundation and realm are actually very stable!
The effect of this Meng Po soup is actually much better than the effect of Taishang Laojun's Nine Turns Golden Pill.
"You two will be working as errands in the underworld from now on." Hou Tu said.
"Thank you, Empress Pingxin!"
"You guys go down, don't mention this matter to the outside world. Otherwise, your soul will be destroyed." Hou Tu waved his hand with a saint's magic power and cast a curse to lock the two ghosts in this experience. Once the two people opened their mouths to mention this matter, they would The soul is gone.
"Yes! I'll keep it in mind!"
The two wild ghosts who inexplicably became immortals were overjoyed. It was a great joy to become immortals. Now that I can find a job in the underworld, I am even more excited.
Damn it, this is like smoke coming out of ancestral graves!
Ah, no.
I have met a great benefactor!
It was all the man who made the soup. It was him and his Meng Po soup that made the two of them immortals!
In this life, I am only grateful to one person, and that is the man who cooked Meng Po soup.
"Xiao Jiu, do you still remember how Zhang Yifan made this Meng Po soup?"
Hou Tu asked anxiously. She wanted to know what was different about the soup.
"I remember."
"Please demonstrate it to me."
Hou Tu waved a sage's power and brought the medicinal materials and soup pot for Meng Po soup.
"good."
Meng Xiaojiu closed her eyes and recalled Zhang Yifan's various actions when making soup.
Zhang Yifan cooking soup was so fascinating that Meng Xiaojiu engraved every action and detail in his mind.
So, Meng Xiaojiu began to play Zhang Yifan's movements in her mind while imitating how to cook soup, as if he was teaching her step by step.
Watching Meng Xiaojiu cooking soup, Houtu raised his eyebrows.
wrong!
wrong! wrong! wrong!
This man's method of cooking soup is completely different from Meng Po Tang's method of cooking soup.
Although it is the same formula and medicinal materials.
But Mengpo soup is just a matter of putting all the medicinal materials into the pot and adding water to boil.
When Zhang Yifan made Mengpo Decoction, he put in different medicinal materials at different times, which resulted in a fundamental change in the medicinal properties of Mengpo Decoction.
In just half an hour, Meng Xiaojiu cooked Meng Po soup.
"Empress, this is how Zhang Yifan makes Meng Po soup."
After Meng Xiaojiu finished cooking Meng Po soup, she was so tired that she, an earthly immortal, was sweating profusely.
It can be seen that making Meng Po soup is like making an elixir.
Hou Tu was shaken in his heart, and said with shock and emotion: "Yes. The medicinal properties of this Meng Po soup have indeed changed. Although the Meng Po soup you brewed cannot directly turn wild ghosts into immortals, it also has the elixir. effect."
Ah this!
Meng Xiaojiu was shocked, and then overjoyed.
"Empress, are you saying that if I survive like this, it will be an elixir?" Meng Xiaojiu was ecstatic.
Just watched Zhang Yifan make Meng Po soup, and he actually became an alchemist?
He also refined an elixir!
This guy named Zhang Yifan is really so terrifying!
Hou Tu nodded and sighed: "Yes. This person is really terrifying. For medicine and alchemy, he has already reached a height rarely seen in the ancient world."
"What kind of medicine is one and what is alchemy?" Meng Xiaojiu asked curiously: "That Zhang Yifan said that he was very confident in his cooking skills. Could this be cooking skills?"
"What? Cooking skills?" Houtu was stunned.
What the hell, is this called cooking?
The effect of the golden elixir is already evident in the soup.
It’s actually called cooking?
Instead of alchemy?
You told me that a chef cooked soup and made it into an elixir?
"Yes." Meng Xiaojiu nodded.
"Okay!" Hou Tu was extremely shocked. He actually has such cooking skills?
In the prehistoric continent, he was truly the best in cooking, and any god of cooking would have to go away.
After Hou Tu sighed with emotion, he asked again: "By the way, did something big happen in Yama Palace? I sensed that something went wrong in the Book of Life and Death."
"Oh, I almost forgot. Yes, empress! The book of life and death has spontaneously combusted!" Meng Xiaojiu came back to her senses and said immediately.
"What?!!"
“Spontaneous combustion???”
"How can it be!"
Hou Tu's body shook violently and his eyes widened.
The Book of Life and Death is a treasure that was born when the six paths of reincarnation were derived from the earth!
It is also the most precious treasure of a true saint like her!
Even a saint's full blow may not destroy the Book of Life and Death.
Now you are saying that the Book of Life and Death has spontaneously combusted?
It actually ignited spontaneously!
This is really a serious matter!
Hou Tu felt that this was an extremely terrifying event, and that it might also contain a great opportunity, so he asked anxiously: "Please tell me the whole story clearly!"
